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Christ Compels

The power of Christ compels The power of Christ expels. The power of Christ the church hasn’t known since he got the keys from hell. If they did they wouldn’t have missed the message he painfully spelled. He crossed his t’s and had his i’s harshly dotted. So tell me then, church, are you sure it’s his message you spotted? I thought he said love, I thought it his only rule. But love you know not of, only how to make blood pool. The power of Christ was buried in love The power of Christ was meant to give us a shove. To push us into community, caring. To give some immunity to hate that is flaring. The power of Christ compels you to go and do what he said. To go out, to love, to give, Christ compels you. That’s why your faith’s dead.

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